Chapter 45 Disaster Plan

Style: Historical Author: Our name is Liu KekeWords: 2236Update Time: 24/01/18 10:45:02
The scholar in white has naturally heard of the bad reputation of Jin Yiwei.

He was so frightened that his legs became weak, and he was escorted back to the Baihu Temple by Chang Feng and others.

Chang Feng asked someone to take away the horse crane on the table in the front yard and use it as a question desk.

Chang Feng glared at the scholar in white: "Name? Place of origin? What is your profession? Why are you fabricating rumors to slander Yan Shenggong?"

The scholar in white replied tremblingly: "Student Liu Yangzheng is from Changzhou, South Zhili. He has been studying for generations. He has the reputation of being a scholar."

"The students didn't make up rumors. I, I, I just listened to what others said!"

Chang Feng said: "Okay! Listen to who said it. Lead us to arrest the person! If you dare to disobey, our Jinyiwei will write a letter and give it to the Nanzhili Xuezheng Yamen. Let the Xuezheng Yamen expunge your reputation!"

Scholars value fame most. Liu Yangzheng honestly led Chang Feng and others to arrest the rumor spreaders from the upper level.

In this way, Chang Feng followed the lead and arrested more than a hundred people who spread rumors within three days.

After some interrogation, he roughly figured out the context of the rumors.

At first, someone saw the maid Nian'er getting married, and the Confucius family sent a lot of dowry to make the wedding a decent one.

People watching the wedding said with emotion: Duke Yan Sheng was so kind to this maid, she was like half a daughter.

This sentence was passed around, and it became known that Yan Shenggong loved Nian'er very much.

According to another rumor, it was said that Duke Yan Sheng loved his maid Nian'er very much, and the word "pain" was omitted.

It continued to spread, and it became known that Yan Shenggong had a secret relationship with Nian'er.

After a few more days of rumors, it was said that Yan Shenggong had made Nian'er pregnant. Marrying out is for the sake of the Confucius family's dignity.

Finally, it was reported that Duke Yansheng raped his maid and caused her to become pregnant. Confucius was furious in the sky and sent an evil dragon to warn Confucius.

Most of the people who spread this rumor were literati who had not yet left after worshiping Confucius in Qufu.

Everyone added a little more fuel and jealousy, and eventually it became a shocking rumor.

More than a hundred literati were detained at the Baihu Temple. How to deal with them is often difficult.

Most of these people have the reputation of being scholars, and a few are candidates.

The Baihu Office for Sacrifice and Ceremony is not the Fusi of Beizhen. It has no power to handle cases, and there is no imperial edict that integrates trial, sentencing, and punishment.

When I was having a headache, Liu Daxia, the prefect of Tai'an, came.

Liu Daxia entered the Baihu Temple of the Sacrifice and found Chang Feng.

Liu Daxia said: "Chang Baihu, give these people a lecture and let them go."

Chang Feng disagreed: "How can that be done? These people are spreading rumors to slander Yan Shenggong!"

Liu Daxia smiled and said: "Since ancient times, those who are pure will be purified themselves. Duke Yan Sheng will not care about such outrageous rumors."

"Rumors are like this. Three people become tigers, and falsehoods feed falsehoods. One person spreads falsehoods and ten thousand people spread truth."

"There are more than a hundred scholars and scholars. It's okay for you to hold them back like this."

Chang Feng was a little angry: "Thankfully, they are still literati who have read poetry and books!"

Liu Daxia smiled slightly: "Chang Baihu, you don't understand literati. Sometimes, literati are no different from talkative women. Moreover, rumors made by literati are often more credible."

"Listen to me and let him go."

Chang Feng said: "You are taking advantage of these bastard literati!"

Liu Daxia gathered more than a hundred literati and reprimanded them. Then Chang Feng let them all go.

This little rumor storm is over. The Baihu Temple of the Sacrifice has restored the peaceful scene of playing cards and listening to music in the past.

On this day, Chang Feng was stroking Hu Zi in the front yard, watching Fatty Xu, Liu Jin and others playing horse-drawn games.

Suddenly, several regiment soldiers ran in.

The mandarin duck war jackets of these regiment soldiers were covered with dust and they were panting. It was obvious from a glance that they had just traveled a long distance.

Liu Jin knew one of them Xiaoqi: "Qian Ning, why are you here?"

Xiao Qi, named Qian Ning, took out a letter: "I have met Eunuch Liu. Eunuch Huai'en has a letter, please Chang Baihu to open it personally."

Chang Feng took the letter, entered the hall, opened it and read it carefully.

After reading it, Chang Feng was like five thunders hitting my head!

Eunuch Huai'en has been demoted from power, and no one can protect me anymore! The prince is also in danger!

In the capital, I ruined the imperial concubine party's important affairs. How can the imperial concubine party tolerate me?

When they finish deposing them, they can free up their hands... With the vengeance of the commanding officer Yaizi, they will definitely tear me into pieces!

what to do?

Chang Feng fell on the chair.

He forced himself to calm down and analyzed in his mind: Gong Huai En's letter was right. Now, only by successfully creating a disaster in Mount Tai can the emperor change his mind.

Only in this way can the prince be saved. I only have a way to survive if I have the wind!

However, the problem comes back again. The only disaster that can be caused is fire.

Do we really want to burn down all the ancient trees in Mount Tai and become a sinner through the ages?

What if the private houses of the Jiangnan nobles at the foot of the mountain were affected and a group of Jiangnan nobles were burned to death...

Liu Jin walked in: "Chang Baihu, what did the ancestor's letter say?"

Liu Jin is Huaien's great-great-grandson. In front of outsiders, they all address Huai En as "ancestor".

Chang Feng gave the letter to Liu Jin.

Liu Jin was shocked when he saw it: "The emperor actually demoted our ancestors to Nanjing?"

Chang Feng took a sip of tea and calmed down.

Liu Jin said: "The ancestor urged us to create a disaster in the letter. Chang Baihu, what are you going to do?"

Chang Feng remained silent.

Liu Jin showed the ruthless side of his character at this moment: "In order to keep the prince, so what if all the ancient trees in Mount Tai are burned down?"

"Chang Baihu, don't hesitate! Let's do it!"

Chang Feng said: "Let me think about it."

Liu Jin was a little worried: "If hundreds of households are to be cut off, they will suffer chaos! If the crown prince's position is not guaranteed, sooner or later you and I will be dead!"

Chang Feng's mind was very confused. It’s easy to have random thoughts when your mind is confused.

He suddenly remembered the rumor storm a few days ago.

Liu Daxia's words echoed in Chang Feng's ears, "Rumors made by scholars are often more credible."

Literati, rumors, disasters?

Chang Feng's head suddenly started to bubble like a boiling kettle!

Got it! Got it!

At this life-and-death moment, Chang Feng came up with a brilliant plan.

He said to Liu Jin: "I figured out how to create a disaster!"

Liu Jin said: "Let's leave for Mount Tai now and set fire to it at night?"

Chang Feng shook his head slightly: "That's wrong, Eunuch Liu, what we want to create is not a fire. It's an earthquake!"

Liu Jin frowned: "Earthquake? Chang Baihu, are you kidding? You are not a landowner, how can you still make the mountains and rivers shake?"

Chang Feng was confident: "Eunuch Liu, I'm not kidding. In a few days, we will become the biggest contributors to the crown prince's protection!"

Liu Jin said: "Then tell me, how to create an earthquake?"

Chang Feng smiled mysteriously: "Eunuch Liu, please be patient."

Then he shouted out of the hall: "Fat man, come in."

Fatty Xu walked in.

Chang Feng asked: "There should be gunpowder in the Taishan Guard arsenal, right?"

Fatty Xu thought for a while and replied: "There should be. The Shenji Baihu Institute under my second uncle has more than a dozen Hongwu iron cannons."

"There are also a small number of gunpowders in each of the thousands of households below. Gunpowder must be stored."

Chang Feng said: "Let's set off to Taishan Guard to find your second uncle!"